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Here is a copy of my “Letter From the Founder” for my new MuttReport.com website coming 2024. Enjoy.

It was June of 2001. My wife Tami and I just moved into our first house and contemplated getting our first dog, a Golden Retriever puppy.

One Saturday, while out and about, we visited a Petco. Petco had pet adoptions every Saturday.

When we walked in the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was like finding a $100 bill on the ground while everyone else walked by it.

All the dogs were in their crates, barking away, except for the most beautiful dog I had ever seen — a Siberian Husky named Dakota with crystal blue eyes.

Dakota was quietly lying there watching me. Not a peep out of him. Since his crate did not have a bottom, he immediately started going over to me, moving the crate with him.

Tami was preoccupied with the other dogs while I gave full attention to Dakota. I immediately fell in love with this beautiful dog. I called Tami over and asked her what she thought of Dakota.

Tami’s mind was set on a Golden Retriever puppy, but she was hesitant. I immediately wanted to adopt Dakota. Let me think about it, she said. I told her we have to act now.

It was lunchtime, and I said, let’s go to lunch, and if Dakota’s still here when we get back, can we adopt him? She said yes.

Throughout lunch, all I could think about was Dakota and if he would still be there when we got back. What a mistake I had made, not adopting him on the spot. If he were still there, that would be a sign.

When we got back, Dakota was still there. It was a miracle no one adopted this beautiful dog.

We soon found out through the Humane Society that Dakota was a year and a half old, was malnourished, had heartworm, and was scheduled to be put down on Tuesday, which was only a couple of days away.

Once we heard they would put him down, we immediately started the adoption process by completing the paperwork.

We completed the forms, paid the fee, and saved this wonderful dog. We could not take Dakota home because they had to neuter him, so we had to wait another five days or so.

The day finally came when we picked up Dakota from the animal hospital after being neutered. Dakota was wearing a cone and was very distracted.

We were clueless about how to get Dakota in the car because we knew very little about him, let alone dogs in general.

I forgot to mention that although Dakota was considered a medium-sized dog, he was 5 feet tall on his hind legs and looked like a wolf.

Dakota wouldn’t get in the car, so Tami opened the other door and called him, and he climbed right in.

When we got home, we let Dakota walk around the house. The first thing he did was pee on our dining room chair leg. Home, sweet home!

The following morning, when I walked into the kitchen, I was shocked to find about a hundred dead bugs scattered all over the floor.

We found out that Dakota also had ticks, and when he was getting neutered, the animal hospital treated him with anti-tick medication. From that day on, Dakota got a tick and flea medication every month.

Dakota now had to go through the awful heartworm treatment. Thirteen weeks in his crate with arsenic injections to kill the heartworm. We know it was painful for him. He slept a lot. It was a tough time for all of us, but he pulled through.

Heartworm treatments are like having open-heart surgery. Dakota had to remain calm during this process, which was a challenge because not only was he as wild as can be, but he was not fully house-trained.

During one of our early veterinarian visits, I distinctly remember the doctor saying we were over our heads. Almost in tears, Tami and I decided we would get Dakota well, and if we couldn’t manage him, we would find him a good home.

Once we got Dakota well, we all went to a doggy training school where Tami and I got trained to teach Dakota.

His weight climbed from 55 pounds to 65 pounds, his ideal weight.

As we got to know and love this dog even more, we kept Dakota. Yea! Dakota had a gentle spirit and was very loving. You could take a bone from him without a growl or mean look. It’s just as sweet as can be.

Dakota taught us about love, forgiveness, and compassion. We had twelve wonderful years together; we wouldn’t have traded our time with Dakota for anything.

Adopting Dakota was one of the best things we ever did. We lost our baby boy in November 2013. Dakota will be in our hearts forever.

In August of 2008, some kids in our neighborhood found an abandoned Australian Shepherd mix dog wandering along a hot road near our home. They were going to take her to the pound. Upon hearing this, we had to rescue this dog.

The kids who found her named her Lady. Lady was around one year of age and had unique and beautiful markings. Friendly and shy.

Wandering the hot roads had burned her paw pads, which were treated with medication obtained from a veterinarian. We believe that someone opened their car door and let her out on the side of the road. Who could do that to a dog? Truly sad!

Lady had me at woo, woo, wooAs soon as I saw Lady, I fell in love again and wanted to adopt Lady. As you can see, I’m a sucker for dogs.

At first, Tami was not too thrilled about adopting Lady. We were going through some tough financial times, as many people were in 2008, and now there would be another member of the family to support.

Tami agreed to adopt Lady, and when we got home, Lady attacked Dakota. Now I’m in the dog house! Using a sprayer bottle filled with water solved the problem, and soon, Dakota and Lady became friends.

Adopting Lady was the second-best thing we ever did. Lady turned out to be a wonderful dog, too. At first, Lady was timid and even afraid to go outside, but then she became fearless, and we couldn’t get her back in the house.

Lady was a sweet dog with a larger-than-life soul and an endless supply of love. We had Lady for 14 wonderful years and wouldn’t trade them for anything. We lost our beloved Lady girl in November 2022.

Lady brought a lot of joy to everyone she met and will never be forgotten. We are grateful to have had Lady in our lives.

On May 13, 2023, we adopted a sweet, wonderful dog from the Gainesville Humane Society. We named her Pumpkin, a social butterfly who wants to meet everyone and every dog.

Pumpkin is only seven months old, has very sharp teeth, and likes to chew. We nicknamed her “Baby Jaws”. The good news is Pumpkin only likes to chew things that begin with the letter A. A blanket, A chair, A shoe :) You get the picture.

We are at the beginning stages of training Pumpkin, who is as wild as wild can be. We know Pumpkin is a diamond in the rough, and we can’t wait to see her blossom. 

Pumpkin’s training is coming along very well. As of today, I am walking Pumpkin instead of Pumpkin walking me.

Pumpkin is still growing at ten months old. See below. We are still determining how big she’s going to get. Our guess is, at most, 50 pounds.

The life of a puppy, chewing everything and peeing a lot! The saga continues :)

At 11 months old, Pumpkin still loves to chew. On 8-28-2023, Pumpkin lay on her bed while I made a phone call. Five minutes later, after the call, I turned around and, to my surprise, the floor was covered with her bed stuffing! Her bed is now getting a time-out in the closet :)

Today is November 29, 2023—one year after the passing of Lady. Pumpkin has turned out to be an incredible dog. Tami and I are fortunate to have Pumpkin as our dog.

I am dedicating MuttReport.com to all dogs, hoping to improve their quality of life because these wonderful beings deserve it.

I hope MuttReport.com brings you and your dog many great experiences and happy memories.

Happy Tails.

Steven Cohen, Founder and Dog Lover

MuttReport.com (Coming 2024)

P.S. Please remember, dogs have good days and bad days, just like us, so please take that into account when they do something terrible :)

P.P.S. Our precious dogs are here for a short time, so make the most of it, love them dearly, and treat them well; these wonderful beings only want your love in return!